Jin liefeng didn't answer her. He just took the document in her hand and took it out.
Don't stare at him again. The light in the office glides along his beautiful and extraordinary outline, depicting an unimaginable charming face.
Jin liefeng's face is like God's most proud work of art. No matter what angle or light it is, it's so beautiful that people can't help but be intoxicated.
Even at the moment of heavy Mo, there is no way to deny.
This man, even though he beat up clients for her last time, is fierce, but he is also very handsome. It's just that his action is too fierce, just like she used to
Why?
Has she ever seen anyone beat someone so ferociously?
Who is it?
On TV?
In the movie?
Not in reality, right?
Dim lights, men's miserable howling, and the crisp sound of broken bones, suddenly seem to rush out of the ice, from a corner of my mind, darting out.
"You're very talented."
The man's low voice, with a bit of appreciation of praise, will be heavy Mo from the mind is not just true or false in the virtual shadow pulled out.
"Well?" Chongmo looks at Jin liefeng with wide eyes.
"Your talent should not be buried."
After learning from her, Jin liefeng sat down on the ground, folded up one leg and stretched out the other leg, looking up at her.
Chongmo looks at him. She doesn't know why. She suddenly feels that Jin liefeng is different from what she saw before.
What's the difference?
She rubbed her eyes in bewilderment and looked at him again, carefully.
It's like
It seems that his eyes, as if they didn't look as usual, were indifferent and defensive to her.
Now that pair of deep purple eyes, she is not familiar with the undefended nature and lazy relief.
Why does Jin liefeng look at her with such eyes?
They're not familiar, are they?
Shouldn't his indifference to her be normal?
Chongmo didn't understand, so he heard his voice again: "do you want to try to design men's clothes?"
Chongmo even nodded, but hesitated and said, "no, I just want to have a try. Before I met you, I never wanted to design men's clothes, but after I met you, I suddenly wanted to design a set of men's clothes."
Men's wear, including male models, is not as popular as women's wear and female models in the fashion circle.
There are a lot of patterns for women's wear, such as accessories, bags, shoes and so on. If only women's wear is designed, it doesn't really affect her.
But she was a little worried. Why did she feel this way after meeting him?
Jin liefeng is like the Muse she has been waiting for. Just because of him, she can pour out a lot of creativity.
"Men's wear? Why? "
"Because of you!" Chongmo quickly replied, "I think it's because of you! Only after I met you did I have this idea of designing men's clothes
"Me?" The man repeated it in a low voice, as if he thought of something, and the corner of his lip seemed to tick with self mockery.
His expression was hidden in the shadow of the moment when he dropped down. Chongmo didn't see the change of expression on his face. He just looked at him nervously.
"Maybe, there are others who make you want to design men's clothes?"
His voice is not clear, as if it is gloomy, as if it is unwilling, and as if with casual perfunctory carelessness.
Chongmo shook his head hard: "how can it be! Mr. Jin, I swear! After living for so many years, the idea of designing men's clothes only came out after I met you. OK! "
Is he her inspiration?
Jin liefeng shook his head slightly, and let a trace of bitterness hide in the tone of ridicule: "so you mean, I'm your muse?"
She doesn't remember.
I can't remember that she once drew a wedding dress for another dead man.
Ruan Xiaomo will never remember what he experienced.
This is the last protection and remedy he can give her.
Chongmo quietly calculates his reaction in the bottom of her heart. Is she upset that she regards him as a muse, or maybe there is a ray of life in the matter of male models.
Hesitated, chongmo decided to have a try: "if I say yes, would you like to be my men's model?"
If Jin liefeng could show her men's clothes, it would be like a dream!
But now she's dreaming, too.
"Do models need to pose?" Jin liefeng suddenly looked up at her.
Chongmo didn't expect that he should respond to her so cooperatively. For a moment, the whole person was stunned."Or do you want to draw on me with cloth?" Jin liefeng recalled the picture when she made the dress for herself, and asked softly.
At that time, she would draw and draw from time to time, and then she was in a trance.
Or, stare at people for a long time.
He still doesn't know what she was thinking at that time.
In Ruan Xiaomo's heart, can he have a second position?
Even when she was looking at him, would she still have someone else in her heart?
Chongmo came back and said, "no, no, just stay there. I'll draw my own. You don't have to be stiff like a portrait model. It doesn't matter!"
With that, she thought in her mind that she would never come again, and she got up quickly to take the pen and paper on her desk.
Who knows, when she got up, she stepped on the tip of her other foot. When she touched the design paper, she was also unprepared to see that she was about to fall a piece of shit.
"Your feet are painted 502?"
Just cushion in her body, holding her body man, purple eyes quietly looking at him, deep magnetic voice, to be a bit of ridicule.
But this time his tone didn't annoy her.
Maybe it was because the distance between them was too close, maybe it was because she almost touched his lips. Chongmo's eyes were round and stiff.
She was held at the waist by Jin liefeng to avoid hitting him directly.
And below her body, the man is with a smile, deep eyes are focused on her face.
Chongmo only heard his heart beating as if to jump out of his chest.
All over the blood crazy to the face, a blank brain.
Chongmo doesn't know what's wrong with her. She stares at the thin lips close to the man. She doesn't know why. It's slightly uninhibited and inexplicably attractive.
She closed her eyes and suddenly held Jin liefeng's face. Regardless of the shock on his face, she suddenly kissed him!